On not learning

My CNC lathe has died. Overall I think it's about broken even on products made Versus cost of said machine. Or to put it another way, I'd have been no worse off if I'd not bought the bloody thing.

Engage the not learning:
Wednesday am is now booked for my CNC milling machine being delivered.

The justifying difference is I'm buying this one from a nice man ™.

I've bought a (different) CNC lathe from him before, and when it went wonky he refunded my money. He's also supplying on the terms of he delivers the mill, and I pay him for it later when I'm happy that it does what I want. So hopefully this won't end in tears....

Some hearts are diamonds

Some hearts are stone.

Sing it fella from Smokie!



This was on a cd I was listening to sat on the train corridor floor while coming back from getting my tea signed.

BTW, if you want to freak people out, use a sony cd walkman. Watch their eyes spin like fruit machine reels as they try to work it out. They understand headphones, but then their eyes follow the wire, and where's the ipod? W T and indeed F!!!!
Note that I'm not totally behind the curve, as mine will play mp3 cd's. I just don't want to buy into the ipod thing after I discovered the battery is an integral part of it. I like my tech to work for decades, not years thank you vury much!

Er, where was I? Oh yah, Chris Norman, ex Smokie. Big in Germany you know... No surprise it was a German made cd. Ist gud, Jah?

In other news, twas the Misty's birthday this week. I resisted the urge to send her anything, not even a card. It's odd after all this time she's still got the power to make me feel miserable. Never mind, I'm sure when the final scales are used peeps will get what they deserve...

Er, rambling. Sleep now. Sleep good.

Excitement! Adventure!

All of the above have been lacking recently. So on Sunday I did something about it.

I got on the train, and went to not so sunny Birmingham. Where they be holding a 'meet the stars' type event, aka "Empty your wallet on entering plz".

But it was good... apart from the wallet emptying. Those on facebook may have observed my best gimp photo expression with "doctor who classic companions". AKA we used to be on doctor who but aren't now, but why not make a bob or two out of it?

This, however was the warm up to the big challenge. Their 'special guest' was Arthur Darvill, aka Rory on the current doctor who line up. Queue here, pay the man, queue a bit more, say hello to mr. Darvill, he signs your picture, say goodbye.

Except I did it slightly differently. Er, can you have anything signed, or just the supplied photo? Minder tells me I can get anything signed. Oh good!

For I came prepared you see... Hello... could you plz sign me this packet of tea?
Er, yes.... Why?
Why not? The fates of the world could rest on it!

Tea is signed. Plz to get this nutter away from me. Bye!

You know dear reader, it felt good to be odd. I think I'm going to have to try and inject more random strangeness into my life. Suggestions what on a carte postal SVP.

Fast or slow?

You must choose. Choose wisely!

Fast:


Or slow it down:


Remember kids, gamblin's for fools....

Brian Damage

I have a letter. It says "I find no problems with this gentleman's brain'.

I also have an appointment for December, where presumably they will expand on this statement.

Woo, and perhaps hoo...

Albert and the lion

On with it:



Sadly times change, and Blackpool is now noted for drunken idiots and tacky strip clubs. But that's progress for you.

I am a number.

Not a free man. I'm sure I've heard something like that before somewhere...

The big excitement for the day being I am now "HQ49719".
Put the aforementioned number on an envelope instead of a stamp, book the order on the interweb et voila! my post becomes 15 - 30% cheaper instantly.

As I'm paying them £7000 per year to deliver my junk, this is quite a saving. Quite what I'm going to do with said saving I'm not sure. I had this vague idea about excitement and adventure, but it's not really me. Suggestions on a postcard!

Also 'enjoying' the pain thing. Caused by extending my shack of doom. I'm quite willing to admit to being useless at construction, and this time is no different. But it may be worth it in the end. Maybe....